Chapter 129 Don’t worry...

Author: Lao Gao lying under your bed

Chapter 129 Don’t worry...

While cooking porridge, Lu Heng took stock of his inventory.

The Spiritual Energy Pill is drawn more often, but the consumption is also quite large.

The practice of puppets, shadow beasts, and his daily practice all require spiritual energy pills to maintain.

Therefore, there are currently 35 bottles of spiritual energy pills left in the warehouse.

There were originally 8 bottles of low-grade spiritual water left. One bottle was used when making porridge, so there are 7 bottles left.

Ten low-grade spiritual stones, I don’t know what they are used for, so I haven’t touched them yet.

As for talismans, I haven't used them much recently and have a lot of them in stock.

Shi Yun's rain talisman didn't win at all in the recent lottery, and there was only one left.

There are 3 bad luck symbols, 4 cloud symbols, and 10 thunder symbols.

The Earth Escape Talisman has the most, with 11 left.

There are also 3 Black Mist Talismans that I just drew last night.

Furthermore, there are the talismans he drew himself, 17 shining talismans, 13 cleansing talismans, and 5 evil-proofing talismans that have never been put to use.

In "Feixian's Urn Making Method", there are also 6 additional types of talismans recorded.

It's just that the effects of these 6 kinds of talismans are too small.

I drew 3 pictures of each at first, and they are still collecting dust in his drawer until now!

As for alchemy, although he has learned "Tai Xuan Alchemy", he has not yet found the time to try it.

"Junior Brother Qingfeng, your fairy rice porridge is so delicious!"

As the porridge continues to boil, the canteen is filled with the rich aroma of rice, and it is gradually extending outwards.

Qing Ling, who was passing by the cafeteria door just now, couldn't resist the temptation at all, and was directly attracted by the scent.

"The porridge is almost ready. I'm going to give some to my master and Uncle Xuanming."

"When lunch starts later, the three senior brothers will share the porridge with the other senior brothers!"

Lu Heng asked Qingyuan for a large lunch box and filled it with several tablespoons of gruel.

"Junior brother, don't worry as I'm here!"

Qingyuan promised with a smile on his face and patted his chest.

"Junior brother, won't you drink porridge with us?"

Qing Ling asked a little strangely.

"No!"

Lu Heng shook his head and said with a smile: "My master is looking for me. I'll go to his place to have a look."

"Isn't it Xuantong and the others heard that Taoist Master Zhen Yuanzi was planning to accept disciples, and they wanted to ask the master teacher to help him intercede."

"Uncle Master Teacher doesn't even know the cause and effect, so I want to ask Junior Brother Qingfeng about the situation."

Qingming on the side explained casually.

"oh!"

Qingling nodded understandingly.

"Three senior brothers, I will leave first!"

After Lu Heng waved to the three of them, he left the cafeteria and walked straight to Qingyun Hall.

In the main hall, there were only two people, master Xuancheng and junior sister Qingyue.

Qingyue was frowning, lowering her head to write and draw.

The cheap master Xuancheng, on the other hand, had no expression on his face and was sitting aside to supervise.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qingyue suddenly raised her head.

After seeing that the person coming was Lu Heng, a smile immediately appeared on his face that had been a little bitter just now.

"Senior brother, you are finally here!"

"Master had something to do with you before."

"I won't keep you here chatting with Master..."

With that said, she stood up as quickly as possible and prepared to rush out of Qingyun Palace.

But just as she passed by Lu Heng, she smelled a strong and familiar fragrance of rice.

For a moment, her saliva was a little out of her control.

"Senior brother, is this rice porridge in your lunch box?"

Since the last time she drank it, Qingyue has never forgotten it.

"right."

After Lu Heng glanced at her, he said expressionlessly: "You go out first, don't delay me talking to Master!"

"No, senior brother!"

"I won't make any noise, and I will never disturb your chat."

Qingyue's eyes were fixed on the lunch box.

"This is prepared for Master and Uncle Xuanming."

"If you want to drink porridge, then go to the cafeteria quickly. If you are late, other brothers and sisters may drink it all."

Lu Heng pinched Qingyue's pink and round face and said with a smile.

"Oh! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Qingyue glared at him fiercely, and then ran towards the cafeteria.

"Master, this is porridge made with fairy crystal rice!"

Lu Heng quickly walked up to Master Jianyi and gently opened the lid of the lunch box.

In an instant, a rich and sweet rice fragrance filled the entire hall.

"Master is old and no longer greedy for food, so I'd better leave it to you to drink!"

Xuancheng showed a rare smile.

"Master, this is my disciple's filial piety to you."

Although he was a cheap master, Lu Heng respected him full of respect.

"That's all, then Master will accept it."

"You put it aside first and drink it after your uncle Xuanming comes back."

Seeing that his disciple insisted on doing this, Xuancheng had no choice but to nod.

Then, he asked: "Your uncle Xuantong said that Taoist Master Zhen Yuanzi plans to accept disciples. Is this possible?"

"I met with Taoist Master Zhen Yuanzi last night, but I didn't hear him talk about it."

Lu Heng shook his head and said.

"Then how much truth do you think this is?"

Xuancheng asked again.

"The disciple thinks that Taoist Master Zhen Yuanzi may not accept disciples easily."

"And even if you want to accept a disciple, you must at least select a period of one or two years, and you will never accept people casually."

Lu Heng thought for a while and replied softly.

Xuancheng nodded slightly and agreed.

Even if a sect such as Shangqing Dao accepts disciples, they must comply with relevant regulations and not just everyone will be accepted.

What's more, Zhen Yuanzi, who is known as the "immortal"?

In his opinion, if Zhen Yuanzi wants to accept disciples, his requirements must be very strict.

After all, according to Zhen Yuanzi, ordinary people cannot practice cultivation and need to plant spiritual roots.

If he were not a disciple who satisfied him, how could Zhen Yuanzi bother to plant spiritual roots for others?

Therefore, Xuantong and Xuanxin are destined to return without success.

"Master, I heard that most of you have some criticisms of Xuantong and Xuanxin?"

Xuancheng asked with a smile.
To be continued...